Chapter 22 <Bellow average>

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Aaron stayed with me till my grandma came after an hour to visit. Now she was the one comforting me sitting next to me on the sofa with one arm over me. I was mad at Aaron and he knew that but not any emotion can top the heartbreak I am feeling.

I was mad at myself "how could be I be so oblivious?" I say out loud as she rubs her hand against my back "I saw that something was wrong but I just let it slip away." I cried. I haven't stopped crying. "What will I do without her?"

"The same you did with her. Make her proud of who you are. I believe that she is somewhere watching" grandma said in a soothing voice.

"That's bullshit that people tell others to make them feel good but it doesn't help." I pointed out not worrying about my cursing.

"She didn't tell you about what was happening because she didn't want you sulking about it. It wasn't your fault, it wasn't hers either."

"Then who was it? Faiths?" I mocked the last word.

A sigh escaped her lips "I know it's hard. And I wish I could ease the pain. But only you can figure out how to do it."

We stayed like that till ten a clock, dad still wasn't home, Cameron was in his room, grandma made him leave us alone. I hate that Cameron has sister with such messed up life.

After I went to bed, I got couple of texts from Aaron. I left every message on read to make sure he knew I am okay... well as okay as I can be. He cared for me. And I don't know what he found in me other that glass figure bound to fall and shatter into million pieces.

When I woke up...well...I didn't actually wake up in the morning, I couldn't sleep all night. I felt like shit. I heard people walking around house, then a doorbell rang. I didn't bother.

Someone knocked on my door and dad entered. "Hey Tori" he said and went over to me to sit on my bed. "I called to school, and you don't need to worry about studying now. Rest. And ... and..." he was struggling to find the words. He was never the emotional talker, but I always knew he cared, he just didn't have it in him to express it as needed.

"Thank you dad" I say and he smiled at me. I didn't even think about school. I forgot that even existed.

"I love you darling, and Cameron too, and... Lauren too" he said "remember that if you need to talk to someone we are here"

Dad cleared his throat "that kid is here again" he said.

"What kid?"

"A...admix...Adrian?" He stuttered.

"Aaron" I corrected him "tell him I'm not going to school" I thought he already had a feeling I am not going.

"He isn't either. He came here to check on you. And said that he didn't want to leave you alone. But I made it clear that Lauren is here. He also said that he needed to talk to you" he explained. Dad wasn't against him being here, that was something new.

"I'll go get myself cleaned up. Tell him I'll be down in bit" I said and he nodded.

I took a warm shower and brushed my teeth I knew that dad and Cam would already be gone. Only now here is Lauren to babysit on me.

I walked downstairs and Aaron was sitting down in an armchair. Leaning back, eyes closed. I guess he didn't get any sleep either. I didn't look much better too. I had terrible bags under my eyes, and they were all red from crying.

I walked over to him "Aaron" called out and he shot up hugging me. "Hey" he said.

"Good morning" I say to him and we broke the hug.

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